Chapter 4: Initiating a Transaction

Night had fallen, the backyard of Tommy Hawk's house was lit up, and Colin Hawke, who had finished work, was sawing a piece of wood with a handsaw under the light, helping Bethea build a wardrobe, and asked Tommy who was helping next to him while sawing wood:

"You're going to collect donations for? It's not a donated to America, but another place where I haven't heard of your daddy? Add...... Gallas...... Add ......"

"Caribbean." Tommy Hawk was on hand to help bring the wood to Daddy's side so he could get it.

Colin Hawke had a cigarette in his mouth, pulled his handsaw very quickly, and cut it according to the markings made on the board: "That's right, it's to collect donations for the in that place?" ”

"I need to help them so that I can go further." Tommy marked the numbers with a marker pen on the cut wood and said as he spoke.

Colin Hawke straightened up, puffed out smoke, and said affirmatively to his son: "Son, believe me, the neighborhood knows that you have to help the, and it is impossible to even get you out of this block, the doesn't need help, and we hate for a reason......"

"What if we could make some money from this, to pay for my college tuition?" Seeing that Daddy was about to curse the black man at length again, Tommy picked up a bottle of beer from the side, handed it to Daddy, and interrupted with a smile.

Colin Hawke took the beer, his eyes fixed on his son, and then a smile and a look of realization slowly appeared on his face:

"I seem to get it, son, you're going to cheat those out of their money, right? First show them goodwill, gain their trust, and then tell them to help them smuggle them to the United States, and then collect money? That's a good idea, we can call out to Wadman, rent a few more fishing boats, and after collecting the money, send the on the boats to immigration office, and let the immigration department rent our boat again and send them back to the' own home! Perfect! Charge in both directions! ”

"Nope! Stop fantasizing, Dad, we don't lie, we just charge people who wish to attend this summer camp. ”

"To give a fucking donation to a nigger, I still need to pay a sum of money first?" Colin Hawke's expression then froze, as if he was frozen, and glared at Tommy incredulously: "You know, it's like if I'm going to feed Wilson's dog some food out of kindness, I'm going to fuck Wilson first?" Is this a way humans can come up with to make money? The cat in the house thinks with its ass and will not come up with such a way to make money, son. ”

"That's exactly what Pussy Ass came up with, and Tony gave me the nickname Pussy Ass." Tommy Hawk laughed: "Actually, it's some high school students who want to go to a prestigious school like me, but their profiles are not exciting enough, you know, summer is coming, high school students have to choose some summer camps, I wanted to pay to participate, but the school is not against it now, I decided to make a paid summer camp myself, the school agreed to help with outreach, and then the proceeds of the summer camp club will be donated to the school." ”

"To donate money to a, you have to pay a sum of money first, and there are actually high school students who agree? If they agree, I don't think there's any need to waste my family's money to go to college, America has changed, when I was a kid, couldn't even be on the same street as me, and at that time my friends and I wanted to take a curious look at, like going to a zoo to see animals, it took a few kilometers to walk ......" Colin Hawk came back to his senses, poured a beer into his mouth, and said in a somewhat emotional tone: "This is the consequence of letting the out of the cage, taking away our jobs, land, sooner or later the will take the country......"

After he finished sighing, he looked at his son: "So, when you tell me about this, do you want me to agree with you to help the raise donations?" Well, I agreed, go ahead, and don't have to describe to me afterwards the miserable process of your relationship with the. ”

"No, you're going to be there as a parent of the founding students when it's founded, and then you're not going to be able to talk like that, Dad, you're going to show your support for me, be sympathetic to black people, and ......be happy to help them," Tommy Hawk said.

Daddy looked at Tommy like a monster and interrupted Tommy's words: "WTF! I agreed that you would be friends with, and you had already made up your mind, and now, you actually want me to tell them in front of countless people that I sympathize with and that I am willing to help them? If Wilson's group had known, even if they knew that I wasn't sincere, they would have laughed at me for the rest of their lives! Maybe when you die and are buried, you can engrave it on their tombstones and laugh at me below! ”

Seeing Tommy smiling and standing in place, Colin Hawk drank the beer in his hand, lowered his head and sighed: "I'll go, son, I'm willing to bear this shame for you, I promise, I promise not to mess up, I'll try to digest this cruel truth now from the beginning." ”

"Thank you, Dad, for making such a sacrifice for me, I'm going to Pham's house right now, and he's helping to design the brochure." Tommy Hawk patted his dad on the shoulder and turned away.

Colin Hawke said to himself in an embarrassed tone behind him: "F*ckYouAmerica! Look what the hell you've taught these white kids! ”

In fact, Tommy Hawke can understand that Daddy or most of the low-level whites in Rhode Island strongly dislike blacks, which is not their fault, but since 1920, Rhode Island has been the backbone of the American Ku Klux Klan in the Northeast, and at its peak, there were more than 100,000 3 Klux Klan members in the local area, they burned down black schools, residences, smashed Jewish stores, and drove blacks and Jews out of Rhode Island.

Even the president of the United States was a Ku Klux Klan member at that time, not to mention these white people, his father's generation can be said to have been taught by those Ku Klux Klan members since childhood, and it is natural to discriminate against black people, which is why there are so few black people in Rhode Island.

"Times have changed." Tommy Hawk was also a little embarrassed, thinking about the strange behavior of the black people in the previous life, sighed, and walked along the light from the street lamp towards Pam's house.

……

37 Bellevue Historic Avenue in Newport, Rhode Island, a luxury villa named "Little Snowflake".

Despite its name, this five-storey old estate is not small, and although it is not as large as the fourteen acres of Newport's other famous "Wavebreaker" villa estate, it does reach nine acres.

At the moment, Otilia Farrell is sitting on the loggia on the second floor overlooking the Atlantic, the old crystal chandelier above her head glowing softly, and she is flipping through the application reports submitted to the school by Tommy Hawke, Dennis Herbs, and Pam Marville.

"Otilia, your father just asked you where you're going on vacation this summer." An elegant and graceful middle-aged woman came over with a coffee at this time, sat down across from Otilia Farrell and asked.

After reading the application report in her hand, Otilia took the other party's coffee: "Mom, maybe I'll be busy this holiday, and I may have to participate in a summer camp activity as a tutor." ”

“Why? Didn't we decide to let you go to school and start working because it had a summer vacation? Worried that the pace of other work is too fast, and you are not very adaptable, so you went to school, is it the school that assigns extra work? You can say no. The mother was slightly stunned and then asked.

"I thought, how about we go hunting in Africa this summer? My dear? Otilia? Hunt a male lion with your own hands, and then have someone make a specimen to bring back as a souvenir. Otilia's father, a middle-aged white man, untied his tie at this time, walked from the entrance of the loggia, as if thinking of the upcoming summer vacation arrangement, and said excitedly.

His wife shrugged her shoulders and got up to help her husband straighten the collar of her shirt, making a cute expression: "Otilia said she might need to work this summer and is busy. ”

"No way, is there a more leisurely job than a public school university recruiting instructor? It was the best job I had chosen to do to allow Otilia to take time to prepare for the bar exam. The man walked over, picked up the document in front of Otilia, and said with a smile as he looked at it, "Let me see what kind of work made my dear daughter give up ......"

He didn't finish, but he read the entire application report, and then looked at his daughter with a playful expression on his face:

"It's a job worth giving up your summer, you designed it, Otilia, no wonder you gave up your vacation, great idea."

"No, it's the number one applicant, Tommy Hawke, what do you think? Those were the hardest and most motivated high school students I had ever seen at Lincoln High School. Otilia drank her coffee and said expectantly to her father, "Give him some advice." ”

The man put the application back on the table: "I think if he is willing to put my daughter on this application and put my daughter in the text that he has led him to initiate, and change the number one founder with your name, and modestly put his name in your name, I will give a suggestion, that he had better prepare two copies, one to Lincoln High School and the other to your godfather's office." ”

"Dad, you can't steal someone else's work, this is Tommy's own idea, I am not involved." Otilia frowned slightly, very dissatisfied with what her father said.

The man looked at the Atlantic Ocean in the night, and said in a relaxed tone: "Otiria, why don't you ask that Tommy Hawke's opinion before you are dissatisfied with me?" I'm not taking anything away from anyone else, I'm just trying to bring up a deal. ”